NEW YORK — The rows of Corzo tequila bottles lined up on the tables at La Esquina Friday night had guests at Proenza Schouler’s private dinner all fired up. “So, are we doing shots later?” Jack McCollough asked with a mischievous grin. “That’s what I’m talking about.” The sleek, Fabien Baron-designed bottles remained more or less untouched throughout the night — McCollough opted for bubbly with his tapas — but Tory Burch gamely tried a Corzo tequila martini with pineapple and strawberry. “Kiss me goodbye,” she laughed. While plate after plate of grilled red snapper, mushroom quesadillas and steak soft tacos were passed around, Kirsten Dunst snuck outside to meet up with pal Sofia Coppola for a covert smoke.
Back downstairs, Lazaro Hernandez, who’d never been to the underground NoLIta eatery before, was quite pleased with his choice of restaurant. “We should come here more often. But, you know, she had her birthday here so it’s already over for her,” he said about his pal, Victoria Traina, who was sitting across the table. “I’m 22. I’m old,” Traina said, with what seemed like honest-to-goodness dejection. She perked up, though, when Hernandez asked her to come by the studio “to play” on Monday. “Bring your mom,” he said, referring to mama Danielle Steel. “But she’s used to all that Givenchy craziness.”
Chatter then turned to a mural by Alex Katz above Bowery Bar. Word around Proenza’s office is that the two men shown embracing in the painting were modeled after McCollough and Hernandez. “Oh my god, they’re outing us,” Hernandez gasped in mock horror. “My girlfriend will be so mad.” And with that, the touchy-feely evening came to a close. Traina and Dunst quickly slugged down some espresso, as the others contemplated what to do next. “We were thinking of going to Bungalow,” Lauren Davis said as she walked out of the dining room just after 11 p.m. with her boyfriend, Andres Santo Domingo, in tow, “but we’re wondering if it’s too early.”